Dear Dad
Kerry- 18 y/o male of mixed descent, sits at his desk in his dorm room and pens a letter to his dad.
Dear Mom, (Rips paper out of notebook and balls it up)
Kerry
Dear Dad,
Not to long ago you asked me why I no longer speak to you. I remember seeing you with this guy. I remember seeing him move his lips. I remember seeing you punch him in the chest. Then I heard what you told him. You called him scum and you spit in his face. I wanted so badly to know what this guy had said to make you disappear and have this stranger appear. What did this normal looking guy or……just human being say to you to turn you into a monster? Huh, Dad? I remember running into this guy and he remembered me. I asked him what went wrong! What did he say to you! He said: Dear Dad, I’m gay! And when I told you this, you called me scum and spit in my face. I don’t talk to you because all gay people are contagious and I’m afraid you will contract what I have. LOVE!
Copyright © Lasheda Wallace | Year Posted 2015
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